City of Angels?
(Old post from myspace that I decided to import to this current blog)
I just read a bulletin someone posted about realizing Los Angeles is not all it's cracked up to be...I totally agree. It totally reminded me of one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands...Death Cab for Cutie. So, here I will copy and paste, rather than put deep thought into this entry....enjoy!!
Why You'd Want to Live Here; By DCFC
"I'm in los angeles today... garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creaping even when the population's sleeping.
And i can't see why you'd want to live here.
I'm in los angeles today... asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble breathing and he said "it varies from season to season, kid."
It's where our best are on display... motion picture actors' houses maps are never ever current so save your film and $15.
And i can't see why you'd want to live here.
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings,
"we are not perfect but we sure try."
As UV rays "degradate" our youth with time.
The vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place in the belly of the beast that is californ-i-a,
I drank from a faucet and i kept my receipts for when the weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free).
The greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street until the gutters overflow and los angeles thinks, "i might explode someday soon."
It's a lovely summer's day and i can almost see a skyline through a thickening shroud of egos.
(is this the city of angeles or demons?)
Here the names are what remain... stars encapsulate the gold lame and they need constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.
You can't swim in a town this shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow. "
Ok, so that's maybe a little harsh. I mean I did grow up there, so there are things that I can appreciate as a so-cal girl. But it isn't the dream that half the world believes it to be. Trust me, if you never visit, you can continue to dream that it's this great place, and not have to be completely dissapointed once you make the coveted trip and reality bites you in the butt:)
I just read a bulletin someone posted about realizing Los Angeles is not all it's cracked up to be...I totally agree. It totally reminded me of one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands...Death Cab for Cutie. So, here I will copy and paste, rather than put deep thought into this entry....enjoy!!
Why You'd Want to Live Here; By DCFC
"I'm in los angeles today... garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creaping even when the population's sleeping.
And i can't see why you'd want to live here.
I'm in los angeles today... asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble breathing and he said "it varies from season to season, kid."
It's where our best are on display... motion picture actors' houses maps are never ever current so save your film and $15.
And i can't see why you'd want to live here.
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings,
"we are not perfect but we sure try."
As UV rays "degradate" our youth with time.
The vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place in the belly of the beast that is californ-i-a,
I drank from a faucet and i kept my receipts for when the weigh me on my way out (here nothing is free).
The greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street until the gutters overflow and los angeles thinks, "i might explode someday soon."
It's a lovely summer's day and i can almost see a skyline through a thickening shroud of egos.
(is this the city of angeles or demons?)
Here the names are what remain... stars encapsulate the gold lame and they need constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.
You can't swim in a town this shallow - you will most assuredly drown tomorrow. "
Ok, so that's maybe a little harsh. I mean I did grow up there, so there are things that I can appreciate as a so-cal girl. But it isn't the dream that half the world believes it to be. Trust me, if you never visit, you can continue to dream that it's this great place, and not have to be completely dissapointed once you make the coveted trip and reality bites you in the butt:)
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